My sacrificial brother
- Kevin McStay
- Apr 18
- 2 min read
I could not take
the pain and strain
The stress I could take no more
I could not bear
the world and its burdens,
The feelings wrought and raw.
The emotions welled
The passions tried
My thoughts all racked and ruined
I faced the day
It’s gloom and grey
My flooded mind now fluid
Where will I turn?
Where will I go?
What outlet can I find?
What way will wend
To break the chain
My confused, despairing mind
My floor is flawed
The sand so soft
My stage now undermined
The rug’s been pulled
underneath my feet
My clock has lost its chime.
But then a voice
A call, a knock
A figure at my door
The claims he came
to take the strain
He joins my tug of war
His words of strength
I will not leave
Outstretched his hands of hope
His words of undying
love for me
He takes up my slackened rope
He sees my heart
My hurts, my woes
There was nothing he held back
He poured out his heart
His blood for me
To see me back on track
The crown he carried
pierced His brow
The blood ran down His face
His choice for me
to give His all
He takes my wretched place
There is no where,
no why, no what,
No woe He will not cover,
His body broken,
bleeding, dying
My sacrificial brother
There is no other
gate, nor god,
No other great or mighty king
That goes the extra,
extra mile for me
Who gives His everything.
He takes my trials,
my tribulations,
My knotted road of life
He untwists the twists,
the fractured breaks,
the cuts, the knots, the strife.
No other God
can boast the same
You took those stripes for me
Healed and saved,
restored, delivered.
It is for freedom I am free.
And as you hung,
striving for breath
Your body torn and broken,
You fulfilled by choice
your Heavenly call,
Each iota you have spoken
And so again
I’m in your debt
The price is fully paid
You’ve waved the fee
Paved the way for me
Living grace in death displayed.
No one, no hero,
no celeb, white knight
No celebrated champ, nor other
Can raise the claim
That death was slain
Behold,…my sacrificial brother.
No general, warrior,
Silicon whizz,
no conquering diva queen
Has done what’s done
Has exchanged what’s won
Not one has stood between
For there is no where,
no why, no what,
No woe He will not cover,
His body broken,
bleeding, dying
See… My sacrificial brother
For there is no where,
no why, no what,
No woe He will not cover,
His body broken, bleeding, dying
See,… Behold,… My sacrificial brother
Kevin McStay
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